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Unforgotten past

I grow up with a broken family. I couldn’t exactly remember my age when my parents decided to separate. I’m trying to recollect all my memories about my childhood, yet I only can reminisce the happy times with my childhood friends. Aside from it, all are heartbreaking stories and happenings with my family especially with my mom. I neglected and buried those unwanted burdens as I was growing up. Needless did I know that it is buried in my heart and its haunting me up to the moment. Might be some people are calling it trauma, yes or not, I don’t want to accept nor would like to realize that i was traumatized. But on the other hand, I’m careful and always scared when I figured out that these scenarios are familiar to me. As the saying said, history repeats itself. But I don’t want to happen it again and again.